Memorial Day
Something of a heartache brings Memorial day,
It’s kindly reminder of the kindest thing,
The faith a loving soldier had in mind,
When he served, and fell, too young in war,
By the menacing grip of foreign hands unkind
Now bring on the jingo! And the marching pompous band!
They play so well meaning, just unable to hold the hand
Of she who knew and loved her soldier so well
That to this day she can’t remove his wedding band
Now witness the productions staged across our land,
At Arlington, Fort Devens, the Tomb of the Unknown’s,
And the Soldiers Fields, all too well staffed and manned,
As she relives that day when
The flag served double duty as a shroud,
The bugler wept taps, the Honor Guard favored salute,
And then the folded flag the Officer presented, to her,
From he, and a grateful nation,
On which she left fresh mourning stars,
More tears upon our thirteen bars
There after, each ensuing year,
This day we rekindle her loss with a callow kindness,
By reveling in the flag-waving valiance for which he bled,
We resurrect that love which ever lives,
Because she, and we, by our honor decree,
None shall be forgot
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